Happy Birthday Dorothy Sebelius: Dunseith, ND

Happy Birthday Keith Houle: Becker, MN

 

Class of ’73 photo’s
Posted by Trish Larson Clayburgh (’73): Palo Alto, CA

 

 FB posting by Val Moyer (’63):  Bottineau, ND

Folks,
I just had to post this one. Val’s Studebaker’s were a topic of discussion a few months back.
Gary

 

Update on Trish Larson Clayburgh’s Robbery
From Trish Larson Clayburgh (’73):

Here’s the update to my robbery story in a short version:  The longer version is on my FB page if you want more details and photos.

I woke the next morning to fine the robber was gone.  I was really surprised when the cranky hosts at the hotel refused to cash my check, even though they said they would the night I was robbed.  When I went into the office to cash a check for gas and food money, “Bob’s” wife refused me saying “I don’t have enough cash in my drawer to give you any.  You can go to the bank in town – there are three of them”.  She treated me like it was my fault that I had been robbed in her hotel, and she was MAD that it had happened.

In shock, I loaded the horses and my puppy and drove three miles into Three Forks, not knowing if I would even make it that far, and if I wasn’t able to get cash, I didn’t know what I would do.  As I drove, I just put my trust in “The Universe” to bring good into my life, as almost always happens.  As I came into town, I called a random bank, and the teller told me she couldn’t cash a check for me, but after hearing my story of the robbery and the rude desk clerks, she told me to park across the street from the grocery store and “I know a guy I will call to come and help you – just wait there – he’ll come in a few minutes”.

I waited, alternating near tears of frustration and irritation with a feeling of hope and relief that everything was going to be ok.  I kept trying to find meaning and the lessons in my experience.  I am not often on the side of the desk where I have to ask for help.  I’m usually the one offering help and comfort as a nurse.  In all my years of travel, I have never been robbed or really even had anything bad ever happen.  It was a surprise to me how bad it felt to be in a situation where I had to ask for help and how humbling and hard it was, and how unfair it was to be treated with suspicion and coldness.  I suddenly was aware what it was like to be alone and without any funds to buy my freedom.  It gave me new insight into the plight of the many homeless people I have taken care of in the Emergency Department over the years.

Within about ten minutes, a gentleman drove up in a pickup (there is something I love about everyone around here driving trucks).  He looked at me with compassion and told me he was the pastor of the Christian church in town and that they had a fund they used for helping people who ended up in trouble in their town.  He drove with me out to the gas station and put $50 worth of diesel in my truck so I could get myself into Bozeman to get the funds that were to be wired by Western Union later through my bank.  His friend Russell pumped the gas for me and told me he was a member of the same church.  Russell was also understanding and told me how sorry he was that this had happened in their town and that “I have to deal with those cranky people at the motel all the time”.

He changed the subject to horses and while the gas pumped, we talked horses and roping and team penning.  He and his sons love to compete and he told me some funny stories while I waited – trying to take my mind off my troubles and yes, it worked. By the time I left, my faith in people was restored, I was cheerful again, and I was hopeful that everything would be fine in short order.  Most of all, I was thankful for the kindness of these two pleasant people who were willing to help a person in need.

The reason I had come to Three Forks in the first place was because I had learned there was a Foxhunting group in the area.  I had called from Kalispell and had been warmly invited to join them, so had driven four hours the day before in order to ride with the hounds.  I was expected to show up at 2:00 to join in a “Puppy walk out”, and I really didn’t want to miss it.  I called the Houndmaster, Renee, and she was appalled by my story.  She said “Trish, I wish you would have called me! – Please come up and stay with us and we will make up for your trouble in Three Forks!”

So I drove to the Mantle Ranch home of “Montana Horses”, about 10 miles up the country near Logan.

I entered into a dream world, and am now having one of the most amazing, heartwarming, welcoming experiences of my life.

Kail and Renee Mantle are fourth generation horse traders, and own a 500 acre ranch about 30 miles from Bozeman, in some of the most beautiful Montana mountain country you can imagine.  This is where the Missouri Headwaters are created near the town of Three Forks where the Gallatin, Jefferson, and Madison Rivers combine.  The Mantle ranch sits on the shore of the mighty Missouri and it is absolutely stunning in the beauty of the land and the herd of horses that runs here.

My new friend welcomed me to stay in her darling little guest cabin, and invited me to join them later for dinner, which was my first meal in two days.  They were so warm and welcoming – it reminded me of what it’s like to be in North Dakota with good friends.

Within the past 48 hours, I have ridden with the hound pack, ridden to a wall tent camp up in a mountain meadow, learned how to carve up the frozen meat to feed the hounds, gathered up a herd of 120 horses, bandaged two injured horses, watched Kail rope and train a kicking horse who needed treatment, and turned my little herd of 3 out with the big herd.  Today, I helped Renee clean 8 saddles for delivery along with 8 horses to a Dillon Montana ranch where students from France will come this summer to learn horsemanship from University of Montana Faculty.

Along the 2 hour drive, Renee and I got to know each other and learned about each other.  We learned we both have always loved horses, and that we’re both more excited about our future with horses than ever before.  We learned we both love dogs and animals more than most people.  We shared stories of histories, our families, and our friends and by the end we knew we were going to be very good friends.  She invited me to stay longer, to join her Big Sky Hounds Hunt Club, and to become a “Whipper In”.  Learning how to whip, is a staff job for the Foxhunt I have coveted and only dreamed of one day being able to do.  This Sunday, I will begin my new job, riding to the hounds as a Whip, and I cannot find the words to say how excited I am to have the opportunity to live here on this beautiful ranch and to get to work and learn with the hounds and Renee and her husband Kail, an expert horseman and a former PRCA Bronc rider.

It’s going to be a steep learning curve this summer, in preparation for the hunt season which begins in the fall.

My horses are living the life they love, drinking from a lake instead of a bucket, eating fresh grass instead of dry hay, and running, resting, and rolling as they feel inclined. My puppy (a white German Shepherd named Spirit) has free run of the place, and even gets invited at will into the main ranch house along with Kail and Renee’s 3 dogs, 2 inside hounds, and four cats.

I am loving every minute of this phase of my life adventure.

I’ll be staying for a while, and counting my blessings every minute of every day.

Thanks for sharing my story of Equine adventures with our friends on the Dunseith Blog Gary.  And again, congratulations to you both on your 30th!  I hope to see some photos of the two of you smiling in your next blog

Trish
The Equine Nomad

 

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Blog (300) posted on December 6, 2008

 

Folks,

We arrived this evening about 7:00 from Hong Kong.  We had a beautiful trip.  Hong Kong is a beautiful city consisting of most high rises.  In fact I did not see one single house. It appears that everyone either lives in an apartment or a condo. It is a well developed city with a well managed transit system both on top the ground and under the ground. They have a very modern state of the Art MTR train system that runs underground and also under the sea.

Other than for our travel days, we were only in Hong Kong for two days. We stayed at the City Center Hotel in Kowloon.  Other than for taking several excursions on the MTR train, we pretty much spent most of our time in Kowloon.  We explored their many beautiful shopping areas.  It was fun just walking around and seeing the many different shops and the area. Bernadette loves to shop. She didn’t over do it though.  We were able to get everything into the two medium size suit cases that we took along.

I called Steve Salmonson, Stan & Joan’s son, who was also visiting Hong Kong.  With our schedules, we were not able to hook up with him like we would have liked to have done.

We will be busy in the morning, so I’m sending this out tonight before going to bed.

Gary

 

Reply from Larry Millang (66):

Hi Gary long time since we have seen each other. I just got my first computer so am very new at this but am enjoyng all the articles. I was a 1966 graduate from Dunseith I see Larry Hackman and Keith Pladson I believe were also 66 graduates. I left North Dakota in 1982 and lived in Glendale, California 1982-1987 then moved to Las Vegas, Nevada 1987-2007 and returned to Bottineau in September. I am helping take care of my Mom and work at our New Wal-Mart.

 

Reply from Tom Hagen (51) To Joyce Boardman (53)

Dear Gary, this is for Joyce Boardman Smith who was a friend of ours many long years ago.   Do remember playing the “Blackhawk Waltz”???? We had lots of good times singing around the piano at the Boardman house and enjoyed seeing your mom in later years when she came out to Williston to see your aunt Eva Nash a good friend of ours in later years!!!!! We love E-mail letters,  Love Tom and Dot

 

Reply from Don Martel (Principle/teacher):

Hi Gary,

We too enjoy the daily contact with Dunseith that you make possible.

      In regards to Gary Morgan, Bill Hosmer and Dick Johnson’s memories of when the Thunderbirds were in Dunseith, I learned some time ago to not trust the memory of anyone over 50 years of age.  Maybe the Turtle Mountain Star would have a record of it.

Don

 

Folks, I’m sure this was published in the “Turtle Mountain Star” in 1961.  Do any of you have any articles?  Gary

 

Report on Chuck Munro (Geri Metcalfe 59) following quadruple bypass heart surgery:

Dear Ones,   Just a note to tell you that Chuck had his one-month checkup with his surgeon today, an EKG and Chest X-ray and blood work.  Dr. Newman was very pleased with his progress, and wants him to “keep up the good work with his diet and exercise program”. She took off of all his heart meds, including blood pressure meds.  Everything looks good!!   Love, Geri and Chuck

 

From Brenda Hoffman (68):

Happy Aniversary! Hope you post some anniversary photos when you return. Doesn’t time go by rapidly when you’re with the right person!

Brenda class of 68

 

Reply from Greg Larson (70):

Gary:

Thanks for the birthday wish.  I appreciate all of your work on these emails.

Gregory C. Larson
Attorney at Law
LARSON LATHAM BLISS HUETTL

 

Reply from Cheryl Larson Dakin (71):

Congratulations on your wedding anniversary and have a wonderful trip.

Cheryl Larson Dakin

 

Reply from Bobby Slyter (70): 

HAPPY ANNIVERSARY GARY AND BERNADETTE, HAVE A WONDERFUL TRIP TO HONG KONG

JUST LITTLE OLE  ME FROM KANSAS

 

Reply from David Slyter (70):

Gary and Bernadette:   “CONGRATULATIONS”  on 30 years of marriage.   That is a “Big”  milestone.   I have seen pictures of you and Bernadette thru this emailing blog and I you guys make for a great looking couple.  Have fun in Hong Kong and please hurry back so I and most of the rest of us will not have a melt down while you are gone.   These messages are so addicting.   ha    Have fun   Dave Slyter (70)

 

Reply from Dick Johnson (68):

Gary and Bernadette, Just want to say Happy Anniversary and enjoy your trip! Dick

 

Fauske family photo & Message from Glenda (Russell 64) Fauske:

Gary and Bernadette, Congratulations!  30 years is a milestone.  Russell and I celebrated 30 years this year, too! Attached is the Fauske Family photo.  I just got a new scanner, but it must have dust in it?!  I’m disappointed with the quality…this is the first one I’ve done on it.  I cleaned the glass and wiped the screen clean, but still the dust shows…so you’ll have to keep the picture small.  Happy holidays to you! g The Lazy RF Ranch            (701) 263-4742 Russell and Glenda Fauske RR 1  Box 139                  Dunseith ND  58329
Thank you Glenda for sending this photo at my request.  Dust or no dust, this is a wonderful picture of the Fauske Family!  One of these days Elwood & Eleanore will join the Senior ranks. One would never guess by looking at this photo that they have been married over 66 years.  They were married in October 1942.  I had the pleasure of attending their Golden Anniversary celebration at their farm, with my folks in 1992.  Bernadette did not make it back to ND that year. It was at their anniversary that we got the very sad news of Orville Hagen’s passing. I will never forget that. Cancer took his fate at a young age.  So sad.

Back to the picture.  You guys are all looking great! Connie, Beth & Arlinda (Lindy); I have not seen you guys for many years, but I think I’ve labeled you all correct. Please tell me if I have not and I stress that wholeheartedly.  I goofed up with that 60’s photo of you guys that Tim Martinson straightened me out on.  Gary

Elwood Fauske Family – November 2008
L to R: Carrole, Brian, Connie, Eleanore, Elwood, Beth, Russell & Arlinda (Lindy)

Message from LaRose Ketterling (46):

Gary and Dick

The picture of the guy walking in front of broken windows in the hail storm picture is of my Dad- Richard Ketterling.  He was the manager of the Peavey Elevator in Dunseith from 1942-49. He always had his cigarette in a holder even though it looks like a pipe. I remember that storm- all of the windows of our porch facing west were broken.

LaRose Ketterling